Remember, remember, the Fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot
I see no reason why Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, ’twas his intent
To blow up the King and the Parliament
With three score barrels of powder below
Poor old England to overthrow
By God’s providence he was catch’t
With a dark lantern and burning match
Holler boys, holler boys, ring boys ring
Holler boys, holler boys, God save the King
What shall we do with him?
BURN HIM